Go farming with powers

Chapter 27 Bet
After the idea was finalized, Ruo Qianqing could not help but look at Jiang Qian with a dark and weird look. The Yixiangju that Jiang Qian opened before was once the most famous restaurant in the county, but if Jiang Qian can let Jinger's mother If you help me, I believe it is not an exaggeration to believe that Yixiangju has become the most famous restaurant in the country and even in this continent. Alas, this Jiang Qian is really like begging for a golden job. She doesn't know how to make good use of the resources at hand. Well, that It seems that it is not good to use this word. We are good people and we should use the word help to describe it.

After thinking that I will have a restaurant in the civilized world in the future, Ruo Qianqing's mood is not to mention much better, so naturally the food in front of me, although the materials are ordinary but definitely cheap, is even more delicious in Ruo Qianqing's place. In the words of stress, when people are in good spirits on happy occasions, their appetite will definitely increase a lot, but even if they are in a bad mood, if Qianqing wants to be able to eat these delicacies, the mood will definitely become better, alas, Now Ruo Qianqing can't help but start thinking ahead, if he eats a few more meals, his weight, ahem... seems to be under control.

After enjoying the perfection, Ruo Qianqing and Jing'er's family reluctantly sent off and left. After returning home, after explaining the day's events to Lin Feng's mother, first of all, the Liu family must be surprised. Yes, followed by shock, and of course, in the end, she was extremely happy, and thanked God repeatedly for allowing Lin Feng to marry such a good wife as Xiang Ruoqianqing.

As for the decoration of the restaurant, Ruo Qianqing planned to start after seeing Song Xiucai, but before that, she had to draw a decoration drawing. , and then took out the brush.

Alas, looking at the howling wolf in his hand, Ruo Qianqing is really distressed that he is not used to it, but who made it so that there is no such thing as a pen, so Ruo Qianqing has to bite the bullet and use it, because there is no pen to use it easily , so Ruo Qianqing's architectural picture, although already well-thought-out, was a few beats behind the pen in modern times.

So this painting was drawn until late at night, and the medicine and other things needed to open the medical clinic had to be listed in detail, so it was inevitable that it would take a lot of time. Tired, he fell asleep on the table, and Lin Feng always accompanied Ruo Qianqing like a stone for his wife. Seeing his beloved wife collapsed on the table tiredly, he hugged Ruo Qianqing distressedly, and put her on the bed. Carefully put the quilt on the bed.

After bringing hot water to help her wash her feet and relieve her fatigue, after washing herself, she hugged her beloved wife and went to bed together, and fell asleep together with peace of mind. Extremely, alas, I blame myself for not being very knowledgeable in this area. I can't help my wife, so I can only accompany her in distress. It seems that I still need to learn a lot in the future. Only in this way can I reduce the burden on my beloved wife and let her Becoming a happy woman, just like that, Lin Feng fell into a sweet dreamland with strong expectations for the future.

The next day, Ruo Qianqing was led by Jing'er's father to the booth where Song Qing usually wrote letters for others. On a dilapidated table, there were old inkstones, pens and inks, and rice paper, and then trembling. The chair, the kind that seems likely to die at any moment.

As for the person sitting on the chair, although he is only wearing coarse linen, he is very clean and elegant like a literati. From his appearance, he gives people the feeling of a Jiangnan talented person, but it looks elegant At this moment, the talented scholar's face is extremely pale, and his eyes are bloodshot, and the eye sockets are also slightly blue, obviously it must be caused by not being able to sleep for a long time.

I saw him holding the pen in his well-defined hand, carefully writing a person's name over and over again. The pain and annoyance became deeper and deeper with the continuous changes in the style of writing.

If Qianqing thought about it a little, she would have guessed that it must be this great talent. Although he had a very high talent, but because he imitated other people's fonts prematurely and too much, he couldn't write his own style of fonts. It’s like learning to walk like HD, and in the end, I forgot how I walked. It’s just that this person is more promising than HD. At least the font I want to describe is probably not even the person who wrote the font can’t tell. Thinking of this, Ruo Qian Qing Qing looked at Song Qing like a very hungry wolf meeting its prey, happy and excited, ah, such a fat sheep, how could this girl let it go?
"I just wonder what's the use of writing these broken characters. Could it be that Mu Ya will change his mind and fall in love with you because of you writing these broken characters? You are a fool for doing this. If it were me, I wouldn't be interested in dating you." This kind of idiot talks about love!" Ruo Qianqing walked to Song Qing's desk, snatched the full article that Song Qing had just finished writing, with the word Mu Ya written in different fonts, and kneaded it vigorously. He picked up a ball of paper and threw it on the ground fiercely, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.

Song Qing hastily squatted down anxiously, picked up the shapeless paper ball that Ruo Qianqing threw on the ground and ravaged it, and slowly opened it, but seeing the word of incomparable attachment and pain in her heart was almost ravaged by Ruo Qianqing. When he couldn't distinguish the essence, his body trembled with anger: "You you..."

"I, I... What am I, you trash, you can't even handle a woman, look at your poor appearance, a woman would not want to marry you, as for your sincerity and real money Bi, have you ever competed? Can you compare? If I were you, instead of being orthopedic here and making people look intrusive, I might as well find a tree with a crooked neck and hang myself, so as not to embarrass our people!" The paper in Song Xiucai's hands was like a thousand feelings, and he tore it into countless pieces with all his strength, and flung it fiercely, and the sky was filled with confetti, like the cold snow in June, mercilessly tearing Song Qing's heart.

Ruo Qianqing's sentence compares your sincerity with real money, have you ever compared it?A word is like waking up someone in a dream. Although the words are very sharp, the effect is immediate. I am really stupid. The person he adores doesn't care about fame and wealth, and only wants to fly with him. Now that I think about it, I really want to eat swan meat. I can't even think about it. Ruo Qianqing's words completely shattered Song Qing's last glimmer of hope.

"Yes, that's right, you're right, I'm a waste, you're satisfied seeing me like this, are you satisfied!" Song Qing shouted almost hysterically because of extreme loss and heartbreak.

"Unsatisfied, you are a waste, you can't bear this blow, how can you catch up with the beautiful and beautiful Ms. Mu? If you talk about you, can't you make a difference? Then what Miss Mu's family wants is glory and wealth. Wouldn't you have something to do to create such glory and wealth? Don't you have any hatred for being so humiliated by your beloved? Don't you want revenge? You don't want to spend a lot of money after being rich and prosperous Marry her in with a ticket, and then send her out with a ruthless letter, so that all the shame she inflicted on you back then will be revenged?" Ruo Qianqing walked into Song Qing's side suddenly, these few words The words were spoken close to Song Qing's ear, so almost no one present except Song Qing heard them.

(End of this chapter)